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Koha Jonë

E premte 8 Nëntor 1991

The house of "Mother Party" is almost collapsing under the weight of the former employees

The house of «Mother Party» is almost collapsing under the weight of the former employees It was November 8. Among these cooperative landowners and colleagues from the former nickel mine, there was movement and bustle. Some came and went, others stayed nearby talking. When you got close to them, you realized that all of them, however many there were, were interested only in the fate of a minister’s apartment. Not just any building, but the one in the center of Tirana where once 2,500 people paid 10,000 lek a month for the right to use it. It was the former Central Committee of the PPSH. I did not understand, I washed hours earlier, had the demolition of the red wall been completed? None of that. Only the legalization of the Communist Party has been announced. I asked one man standing in front of me. They are asking for the apartment back. But where would we go? This is shameful. Such and such. It was accompanied by a chorus of such voices, with the most varied shades and mentalities. But who got them out? How did they get them out? Did father give it? Did the state help? Or did the people gather it? How can such a SHQUP [?-] fall into loss immediately? Beyond such questions I sensed another mindset. Now I understood what was happening. That entire debate, that apparently naive concern about the fate of the building, was nothing other than a large example of the new Albanian psychology. At least of part of it. Something strange was happening. Most Albanians were living in such a way as if nothing had changed. Despite the loss of privileges and undeserved rights which they possessed by being, their demand to restore an old relationship with the state, with the party, with the central committee, with the office, with the director, with privilege, remained untouched. In this sense, the former Central Committee building had become a symbol of this mentality. To have an apartment there still meant something; it was a kind of status, a kind of social security, a reminder of the time when everything depended on the party and proximity to it. (-v) Hey, do you know what? Sali, as much as I wanted to, I would beg them and they would keep coming around. The eyes of these people seemed tired, dull, as if accustomed to a fallen world. They were not ready to understand that the transformation of relations between the individual and the state was something deeper than the transfer of a property from one hand to another. Many still continued to think that someone above would solve things, that someone would house them, calm them, ensure their livelihood. Instead of individual responsibility and initiative, waiting for the state still dominated. That is our real tragedy. ALFONS ZENELI
Sali Alfons Zeneli Tiranë

The president has not resigned, but has stepped aside

Since the time when we left Alia, it may or may not be an overstrained conviction that has entered the Albanian state, in everyone, about what belongs to him and what belongs to the state. This halting and settling of positions, then, did not come with political victory or with clear legal transformations; it remained suspended in a vague middle ground, where yesterday’s privilege still wanders among the claims of today. On this level, the issue of the president, whether he is leaving or not, takes on symbolic meaning. A president who does not resign, but merely steps aside, is a figure who leaves behind not only an office, but a way of thinking. He reminds you that the old system still leaves traces in language, in ceremony, in form, and in behavior. A man may leave, but institutional habits remain. This is the drama of the Albanian transition: names go, but mechanisms do not always go with them. More than a formal act, this is an act of the moral disintegration of a power that could not reform itself. That is why the public does not experience it as complete liberation. There is something unfinished in it, something unclosed, like a curtain that is only partly drawn back. And behind it, the same faces, the same offices, the same excuses are still visible. MARRASH MERASHI
Alia Marrash Merashi Shqiptar

The Minister of Justice is subjected to an insult

Yesterday, between 8:45 and 9:30, Mr. D. M. went to the Ministry of Justice to see the requested person and the director of its personnel department, Xi- hëve? A chief prosecutor went to the Ministry for a detailed verification about a theft case, and the minister of justice suspected that they had not closed the door properly. At the office entrance, he was told to go in, and he entered the office with his companion. A chair was placed there for him. There they served him a quiet coffee, as if they were on a friendly visit. This angered the other employees of the ministry. One of them said that "a person who comes for official work cannot be treated like this." Another thought that the personnel director had gone too far with his familiarity. The minister himself, according to sources, was not aware of this strange reception. Nevertheless, the event was widely commented on as an example of the lack of seriousness in the administration. TOMORR VITIÇKU
D. M. Tomorr Vitiçku

The bust of Enver Hoxha is emerging in Tirana

© Zefun Hyseni, a veteran of the Commission for Fighters and the cadre of the branch of the Communist Party of Prosperity (Macedonia), was the first among the supporters to topple the dictator’s bust. At this time or later! •, ku- tre four times or not! We, the whole country where the dictator had been, what they were doing there—work everywhere or let them pray for him, one by one—this is how the time was. As soon as Hyse- ni was among the best-known kinds of social work in the place. He adored; let it say as much as it wants; I too will. The poor things! Oh Lef? of our journalists, he went to our journalists, he answered! Let it say as much as it wants; I too will. The poor things! Oh if he was a fighter! He is worth more because he is a militia man. Allaqazandër Frangaj
Zefun Hyseni Enver Hoxhës Allaqazandër Frangaj Tiranë Maqedoni

A testimony from Kosovo

Dear editorial staff, I was pleased by the courage of the newspaper KOHA JONË. I was overjoyed by the newspaper of the year 1992. WITH OUR NEWSPAPER YOU WILL FIND different materials in which you will understand how Albanians are living divided into two states; and of some societies, etc. May all the collaborators be blessed All future success with the newspaper May it bring you closer, and the Kosovo shqupërte chamber, etc. May you all be delighted May the government enlighten the language of the Albanians Of geopolitics. Ahmet Vata from the village of Baamin Joshi Tel. no. 4541 The star of I V. of publication General No. 42 (87) PUBLISHED BY "LEZHE" FRIDAY, 8 NOVEMBER 1991 Price 1 lek
Ahmet Vata Kosovë Baamin Joshi Lezhë